A review by kiramke
Beside Myself by Ashley Farmer

A lot of imagery and wordplay that I just didn't get; rather than stories these seemed prose poems.  And that's fine, this happens in poetry sometimes; there's a symbolism that doesn't translate into my view. 
To be fair, I spent this week reading the book furiously for 3 minutes in effort to relax, dropping it, and repeating that process an hour later.